I went to my first Opening Day in 1985. The Brewers played host to the Chicago White Sox at County Stadium. It was a cold, clear day in Milwaukee, getting all the way up to 37 degrees. My best friend Jerry and I took the bus to the stadium. It was the first time that we had gone to a game without an adult with us. His dad made sure we knew the route and dropped us off at the bus stop. Continue reading “Opening Day”